Publisher's Synopsis
I was in for something worse than the shock i felt when Holmes jumped up and closed the door. I followed the man in bed without moving for a few minutes. She pulled the veil up to her face and looked as if she had fallen asleep. Realizing that I couldn't sit down and read a book, i started walking around the room and looking at the pictures of famous criminals decorating the walls. This aimless walk ended when I picked up steam. On the steamer were heaped snuffboxes, tobacco pouches, syringes, pencils, pistol balls and many other trinkets. In the middle was a small white ivory box with a lid. I reached out my hand to take a closer look, when. .. A terrible cry came from Holmes; - he shouted so that passers-by heard him. After this terrible scream, my hands and feet were cut like ice and my hair was on end...
I haven't eaten or drunk anything for three days; - until you work hard and give this water. But what bothered me the most was the tobacco. Anyway, I can draw now. I heard a lit match. - it was better that way. Ho-hoo! Or is this guy my friend?
Footsteps were heard outside, the door opened and inspector Morton entered. It's finish; it's the man, said Holmes.
The inspector reads the human rights as needed.it started. I'm arresting you for killing victor savage, he finished. Of course, you can add the initiative to kill Sherlock Holmes, - said my friend, laughing. Well, mr. Culverton smith took care to light the gas lamp and thus gave the signal...
